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Sunday, July 26, 2009

Therapy

Your telling me I need therapy
That I am a walking travesty
Therapy you were never a friend to me
Therapy you can keep your miseries
Arrogant girl, it will only be you
Arrogant girl, you always that you knew
Why do you smile at everything
Your not going to be anything
Without therapy to make sense
Of this mess that is so dense
This is what the Doc says
But nonsense is what pays
Therapy...
I am a walking travesty

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